Treasure Hunting: Our Modern Day Adventures

What if I told you that you could have a hobby that would keep your body fit, your mind sharp and would make you feel like a kid again? One little word, GEOCACHING and after your first hunt you'll be hooked!! Or at least I was, and am again after revisiting this hobby while my Sis in Law, Bri dragged me through the Georgia woods looking for loot. I'm excited and jittery like a kid on Easter morning waiting for the Egg Hunt to start!!

There are hundreds of thousands of caches all around the world waiting to be found. You can look some up in your area at http://www.geocaching.com/. It's like a nature walk or hike paired with scavenger hunting. This site is an awesome resource that gives you coordinates, hints and rates each cache based on difficulty and size.

When I first tried this in Okinawa, you basically would go to a park or hiking path and find a small box. The box would contain a log and some Nick-knacks. That was years ago. Geocaching has gained popularity all over the world and caches have become much more unique and difficult to find. Some are as small as your finger and camouflaged very well. Other caches are puzzles to be solved and not physical objects. As with all things, the item found is not nearly as beautiful as the Journey itself....

To find peace, I have to search for the beauty in each day and remind myself not to take anything for granted! Until next time--

Road Trip to Savannah- My first time driving 160 miles one way!

When my Sister-in-law, Bri came to visit, she had only one major request. She wanted to eat at Paula Deen's Restaurant, Lady and Sons in Savannah. The trip was almost 3 hours and 160 miles one way but I was all too happy to oblige her! Everyone had told me I needed to go there myself. As you all know, I will go to great distances to get some good food!!


We made a bee line for the restaurant as soon as we arrived in town but I absolutely fell in love with the atmosphere. The streets were crowded even for a Wednesday afternoon. The city blocks were lined with shops and restaurants. I loved the mixture of historical architecture and charm with the hustle and foot traffic of a business district. Lady and Sons is infamous for its long lines and pre-emptive reservation techniques. We were blessed to be able to get seats right away at the bar while many others had to wait until 5pm for reservations (it was 12:30pm at the time).

The inside of the restaurant was completely packed. There was barely an open table and I then understood the need for such a tedious table seating process. We were ushered so quickly from the door, up the elevators to our seating area that I didn't have a chance to take pics of what the inside of the restaurant looked like. Heck, I barely remember what the inside looked like. After 3 hours of driving, my butt was finally getting some feeling back into it's cheeks.

The final verdict on the food was a big two thumbs up for the cheesy biscuts and we were on the fence about the lunch buffet. Perhaps, if we had ordered off the regular menu we would of been wowed. However, the buffet items had been sitting out a while. It's still the best southern food I've had here if you can believe it. I'm optimistic and excited to return in the future (dragging the hubby in tow).

After lunch, we made our way to The Paula Deen Store which is attached to the restaurant. We bought some souvenirs and I couldn't help taking a pic with a cookbook (aka food porn).

It was a wonderful day trip and I can't wait to explore more of Savannah in the future! So if anyone has any recommendations on what to do or see, please let me know!

Now and Then...

I have to admit that I've become a lazy photographer! I find myself using my iphone (which has no zoom or flash) in place of my trusty Canon Powershot. This photo was taken with my iphone this morning. I'm ashamed. Here I am, trying to convince my hubby to upgrade my camera this Christmas and I won't even use my good ole' point-n-shoot. All I can say is, "Thank Goodness for editing software!" Since, my life has been crazy with boring but necessary errands and housework, I'd like to share with you all the photos I have been editing for the past few weeks.

*My two beagle babies snuggling on the couch after our long flight from Yokota to Seattle.

*George and the Girls enjoying Comprehensive Park, Okinawa.

*Feeding carrots to the Lemurs at Neo Park in Okinawa.

*Torii Station Sunflowers.

*Cape Zanpa Lighthouse in Yomitan. One of my favorite spots!

*Japanese Cherry Blossoms, one reason to love the Spring!

*Shisa Dogs at Pizza in the Sky in Motobu, Nago.

That concludes my Okinawa Flashbacks slide show. I'll be sure to post more in the future. Let me know what you think!

A Word About George & CCNA

George is currently going through CCNA course which I believe stands for Cisco Certified Network Administrator (forgive me, if this is wrong). Many of his friends in class find this course work difficult and they've come together to form a study group. I'm very proud of him although concerned about his study "methods". You see, George studies better when he's had a few beers (who am I to question what works or not). George has been on a mission to find a store that has a better beer selection than the Class Six on base. After looking through many Package stores (that's what the liquor shops are called) he couldn't find one that offered a decent beer selection until his instructor told him about a place called Toast.

Toast Wine and Beverage is a gloriously, huge shop with a variety liquors, a separate wine section and over 54 types of beer. They even offer a pick-your-six option where they sell you beer individually so you can create your own six pack. Needless to say, we went home with a case of beer that day. I wasn't too annoyed as I did pick out a bottle of Moscato for myself from their wine section. The Class Six on base does not carry Dezzani. Can you believe it? I was in utter shock! In fact, I haven't found Dezzani off base either. However, I think the selection at Toast will keep me busy for awhile....

I'm going to do a series on my blog about my Wine Selections. I miss all my Wine Friends dearly! If I find something yummy, I'll be sure to send the recommendations out. George has started his own quest to find his favorite beers. It looks a little something like this:


I'm proud to say that George almost finished with CCNA and has only one more test to complete. Apparantly, this drunk studying works for him. Cross your fingers and wish us luck! This is supposed to be the hardest part of his 5 month schooling. So far he's doing great and I have faith that the rest of his course will be a breeze for him.

For The Love Of.... Boiled Peanuts!

First, I'd like to point out that Boiled Peanuts in the South are different than the Boiled Peanuts I've known and loved in Hawaii. In fact, until recently I didn't even know you could get them in a can! Thanks for the heads up, Diane!! I've spent the last 9 years in Japan, utterly Boiled Peanut-less. Now, I'm in search of the perfect Boiled Peanuts.





I have tried the Boiled Peanuts in a can. They are okay and definitely a pantry must in case of emergency. However, I got a mushy batch. I like my peanuts small, sweet and firm. So I passed the tempting sale at Sam's Club for impossibly HUGE cans of Boiled Peanuts and moved on to something more adventurous....

I found Boiled Peanuts for sale at a local service station. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, these peanuts were available in a crockpot in Original or Cajun seasonings at a Gas Station. At first, George thought perhaps my peanut affection had gone too far but after seeing my girly, giddiness at the prospect of having fresh peanuts he decided I was just too darn cute to say, "No, honey you might get E.coli." These peanuts were served warm. I'm used to eating mine cold but dug right in. Again, they were satisfactory but not as wonderful as I know Boiled Peanuts can be. My quest for this weekend is stopping at a quaint, and slightly ghetto-looking Boiled Peanut Cart on the side of the road in Grovetown. Wish me luck!

Our New Playground

When I said I lived at the edge of the forest, I wasn't joking. This is our backyard and I LOVE IT. I was very worried that I wouldn't find a cooler place to walk my dogs than Comprehensive Park but I have to say this is pretty awesome. We let Piko off the leash and she follows the trail with us. Unfortunately, after a deer chasing episode, Lilo is no longer allowed to go off her leash. These fire lanes wrap around for miles and I'm safe until September when hunting season starts. The updated pictures may have me sporting an orange vest. Do you think they come in doggie sizes?

For those of you that have seen the movie, Yes Man, I am that strange creature who goes on walks and runs with my camera in hand. I am desperately trying to capture on film all of the wonderful wildlife here. I have seen deer, squirrels, hawks and weird lizards. All without having a camera on me to use!! So be on the lookout for new posts that feature all the Georgia Natives I can capture on film!

Why Women NEED Women Friends

As many of you know, I'm taking this time to restart my fitness routine and shed some weight. I didn't pack a lot of clothes and I've been having to do laundry every other day. The hubby and I decided that I should buy more workout clothes. My slow, chunky butt really doesn't need to be pimped out in Nike, Adidas or Puma. So off to Walmart we went for some Danskin and Champion gear. Unfortunately, the selection was scarce which was a first for me. The selection at both the Hawaii and Florida Walmarts were huge for active wear. Oh well, I made a few selections based on the little, available in my size. The following is the conversation that took place while I was trying these items on.

*After trying on the first pair of capris....
Me: How does this look?
Hubby: Very nice!
*In the cart, go the capris and I'm off to try on the next pair.
Me: (donning capris #2) How about this one?
Hubby: It looks good. (He says while not really looking)
Me: Ugh! MEN.... (Finally gets a look from said Husband)
*At this point, I try on a matching shirt and capris set. I think the capris are a little long. In fact, they look more like crabbing pants but for $7 I'm willing to deal with it. Let's ask the hubby....
Me: How do you like this one?
Hubby: It's good. (He says from a side-glance.)
Me thinking: Good? Big W-T-F??
Me saying: Honey, I don't have any female friends here! You're going to have to be real with me. Friends DON'T let Friends have Camel Toe!!!
Hubby: (Jaw dropped...) ?????????????????
Me: (Head hung low) *SIGH*
*I turn around and change back into my street clothes.

Clothes shopping is just one of the MANY reasons Women NEED female friends!!

Should I have known better than to expect my husband to be a good shopping partner? Sure, but I'm desperate!!

My Piece Of Home.....

You'll often hear, "Home is where the Army sends us!" This is very true as every house you are assigned or rent has to be turned into a home that you will live in for any given amount of time. This could mean weeks, months or years. Of course, what I'd like to address in this article is the definition of "home". Home isn't merely a place but also a feeling. This rings especially true to those of us who move due to the military. Home expands from the places we grew up to the current dwelling we reside in. However, not every duty location you're assigned or community you belong to always feels like home. So what is your definition of home?

For me, my home is where my family and friends reside. More personally, home is where my husband, my love is located. He is my piece of home (both part of Hawaii and anywhere new) that I carry with me in my heart. Having that one piece makes living away from where I grew up, from the rest of my family, from my friends bearable. Many of my family members and civilian friends ask me how I can stand to live so long overseas or uproot my life, my career, my family and move every three years. It's because I love my husband and without him any place else I go wouldn't feel like home. Many military spouses feel this way and it's this understanding and connection that bonds us as sisters. No matter where I go in the world I have family or friends stationed throughout the U.S. and overseas. I look forward to them coming to visit and having the chance to visit them. My heart will never feel homeless ever again.

And There I Was...

An Island Girl Living At The Edge Of The Forest:

I grew up on the beautiful island of Oahu in Hawaii. Since I left at 19, I have lived in Japan. First in Kanagawa prefecture (near Tokyo), for three years and then on the island of Okinawa for another six years. We have enjoyed our time overseas and I have made so many wonderful friends in the process. I am accustomed to a diverse, multi-cultural environment with many languages, customs and culinary adventures to try.

Now that we're back in the U.S. and living in Georgia, I still feel that sense of wonder and adventure. I have never had the privilege of living in the continental United States. For a girl who's used to eating sushi and driving on the left hand side of the road, the States is as alien to me as any foreign country.

This blog is my way of documenting my travels and life experiences for myself and my friends all over the world to enjoy. Everything I've learned (and continue to learn) about blogging is thanks to my talented and sweet friend, Diane. She is a blog-goddess and much of what I do here is stolen (oops, I mean borrowed) from her work.

For my friends who know and love me.... I hope you like this crazy and unapologetic glimpse into my psyche and life!!